There are little stars in her eyes. Ah, in two weeks, a glittering and steaming little rich woman will be fresh out!
She proudly thought that she had taken a big step towards her great long cherished wish to take a truck of steel to bury simuccio alive!
Sure enough, there should still be ideals, in case they really come true!
"Let Qin Zhan come tonight. I can do it any time."
She still knows the truth. Qin Zhan, the king of rock and roll, is a rock genius in the music world. It must have taken a lot of effort for Ji Su to invite him. Doesn't it mean that stars are generally big names? If he is unhappy, Ji Su will be embarrassed.
Since the little sister-in-law said so, Ji Su gave up the idea, "well, little sister-in-law, you'll go on stage tomorrow night."
Joe Mu sipped the milk with a cup in her hand. She licked her lips and asked, "can you not tell simujo the news that I'm here?"
Ji Su knows that Muqiao doesn't agree with his sister-in-law to show up here. If he knows, she can't even go on stage.
He blinked his peach blossom eyes. With a smile in his narrow eyes, he revealed that you know, "don't worry, sister-in-law, I won't betray you even if I sell myself!"
Qiao Mu nodded. A moment later, she put down the cup in her hand and asked, "also, can you help me find a place to live? I want to live here for the two weeks of singing."
As soon as Ji Su heard it, she noticed something was wrong. With Mu Qiao's kind of wife slave, even her little sister-in-law could blacken her face by singing a song, let alone let her live here alone for two weeks!
If these two people are all right, he won't believe it.
He sat up straight, his cynical smile converged, "did you quarrel with Muqiao?"
Qiao Mu was rarely embarrassed. She touched her nose and didn't speak, which was equivalent to acquiescence.
Ji Su tut tut twice, "is it that he drags 250000 and 80000 all day, looking high above the others? It seems that everyone is an idiot and has a very poisonous tongue. He likes to find something to make you angry?"
Qiao Mu quickly shook his head and said, "no, no, this time it's my problem."
Look, my sister-in-law doesn't want to say more, and Ji Su doesn't ask more. After all, it's between husband and wife.
He stood up, took the snacks on the table in his arms, and recovered the wind
Sao Jin, he shook his head smartly, "go, take you to where you live."
When I got to the place, I found that, mom, this is not simuccio's room!
With a broken eyebrow, she turned to Ji Su and said, "it's not good. If he comes that day, I won't be caught!"
Ji Su put the snacks in her arms on the tea table. "No, no, Muqiao doesn't usually live here. He will live here only when we drink too much at the party. If he comes to me for a drink, I'll say I'm busy. He can't drink alone."
Joe Mu's heart is beating drums. God, this is the most dangerous place in the real version. Ximuqiao wouldn't think he would live in a bar if he wanted to break his head.
Ji Su clapped his hands. "Then I'll go back first. Take a rest, little sister-in-law. The challenge arena is often in the early morning. I'll introduce you to Qin Zhan tonight. You'll learn a lot from him."
Qiao Mu was surprised. You know, Qin Zhan is an old Taishan in the music world. How many people dream of learning something from him. However, according to the news, Qin Zhan's eyes are very poisonous. He has only accepted a little apprentice for so many years.
After Ji Su left, Qiao Mu took out her textbooks and changed clothes. She specially carried a big schoolbag because she pulled the suitcase out. Aunt Wang and they knew at a glance that she was going to run away from home, so she must not get out of Linlang Bay.
There was also a small suite in the room. She opened the door and found that it was a small study. She put her textbook on simuccio's desk and sat down on a leather seat.
Oh, my God, it's so comfortable. This old bastard is so good at living.
"Old bastard, if you don't let me sing, I have to sing. I have to sing for two weeks. I'm so angry with you!"
In fact, when she returned to Linlang Bay in the morning, she had figured out what she could do even if she was angry. Nothing could change. She was still Xi Muqiao's wife who got the marriage certificate.
She thought carefully about what she was angry with and thought about it. Only simuccio concealed his identity. Apart from this, he was really good to himself. Although he was often cruel to her, when he was gentle, she couldn't help indulging in it.
With such a thought, her anger dissipated more than half. She was not so much out to relax as to escape. The boss of the underworld suddenly became President Xi. She didn't know how to face him.
She was lying on the table with her chin against the table. She breathed a faint sigh of relief and deflated her mouth. "What kind of shit luck did I have? Was it lucky or unlucky to meet this kind of best man? The president, the top rich, the grandson of the famous family in Jiangcheng, mom, I'm scared to death! "
This man is God's favorite. No wonder he Miao says he has a sense of arrogance. Shit, he is!
He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to he Miaohe and Jiu Qiuning, telling them that they were fine and didn't have to worry.
After looking at the time, it's five o'clock in the afternoon. I'd better sleep first. I have to stay up late tonight. I yawn in front of Qin Zhan, the rock king. How disrespectful.
In the bathroom, she sat in the full-automatic Jacuzzi and sighed again that the old bastard can really live. It's just a temporary residence. The bathtub is still so big. What a luxury!
She came out with a bath towel. She looked for her pajamas. Sadly, she found that she forgot to bring them!
She rummaged through the wardrobe and found a nightgown, which was obviously made for simuccio. She was too fat to say, and there was a large piece under it. She frowned and grabbed the hem of the nightgown. NIMA, if she fell, she would be killed.
Decisively abandoned the Nightgown, which may be the reason why simuccio didn't often come to live. There were not many clothes in the wardrobe. She turned to simuccio's underpants and threw it away with her fingers trembling.
The right hand that took his underpants is very hot, mom. Why does this man like to wear black boxers so much? She hasn't seen him wear other colors since they lived together for so long.
She once read in a fashion magazine that men are masculine in boxers and sexy in briefs.
She flows. The hooligan thought, what would simuccio look like if he wore triangular underpants?
She lifted her lips with a bad smile, "Hey, hey, well, when you go home, go and buy simuccio a triangular underpants as a gift!"
Finally, she turned out simuccio's white shirt. She especially liked him to wear white, which was different from the deep and cold in his black shirt. White made him look very gentle and meaningful, and diluted a lot of the cold momentum on his body.
Although it's a shirt, she still wears it very big. It's almost to her knees. It's just right. Let's be a nightdress.